The easy way was to go frantic
& with this I can be found.
The man never knew
how he turned me upside down.

I got too tired of all the blame
looking as if I was the one insane.
For fear and sad,
things gone wrong.
Nothing like a battle
where someone might've won.

I'm not so hateful,
I think.
But gone is it
when the time was for trying.

Work as we may but we were weary
of our own faces that we conceal aside.

So we've got to know
how much we tried.
But to understand
that we'll never know
what we try to hide.

Watch me now
as I say my despise
and my energy
to try to stay wise.

My regrets to my lover,
my regrets for life;
I can never resemble
the pride
falling through my eyes.

I might have died
for it for all it's worth.
I might've believed all of it
and gone with my mind.

Far too considerate
to what you also might,
I still tried to fight,
to remember,
to feel
and then relinquish slowly
away from hurt.
From the man who's scared
to feel,
to fight
and remember
the best feeling in the world.